Chapter 961: Spring Ploughing
Cultivation is always the most important issue of the Chinese nation, and only when the problem of food and clothing is solved will everything else become orderly, and it can be said that the survival of the entire Chinese nation is based on farming.
Therefore, no matter how Li Xinchen develops and builds industry, he must put agriculture in the first place, and if there is not enough food, then no matter how many industrial products there are, there is no way to use them as food.
Especially this year's spring ploughing is the first spring ploughing since Li Xinchen became king, and the court naturally attaches great importance to it, and the spring ploughing ceremony has been rehearsed early.
Although it is almost spring, the weather is still a little cold, and the cold wind is blowing over. All the cultivated land outside Chengdu has been leveled, and it is waiting for sowing after this year's spring ploughing ceremony.
Last winter, there were two heavy snowfalls, which was a good omen for a bumper harvest, and the war-torn Bashu finally ushered in a rare tranquility.
A huge spring cow around the city of Chengdu three times, carried to the south of the city to the sun in front of the cultivated land, the cow absolutely plays an irreplaceable role in the farming, and the appearance of the spring cow is also people's respect for the god of the land community.
"Welcome to King Han!" The people, who had been waiting for a long time, couldn't help but bow excitedly when they saw the young man who appeared on horseback.
They are today because of the young man in front of them.
Li Xinchen rode his horse forward slowly, accepting the shouts of the people, he was a little surprised to find that these people, who were not very heavily dressed, did not seem to be afraid of the cold at all, perhaps because they had waited too long for today.
Farming and war, the country is fundamental.
Li Xinchen sighed with emotion, the Chinese nation is a nation born of agricultural civilization in his bones, so he does not want to change anything, but just wants this nation not to lag behind the times on the premise of not forgetting its roots.
"Welcome to King Han!" Chengdu County Shou Tang Zhengliang was already waiting under the ceremony, and when he saw Li Xinchen turn over and dismount, he hurriedly stepped forward to greet him.
Li Xinchen also saw the spring cow on the ceremonial stage, this clay spring cow really looks a little honest and honest. And this is the most fundamental character of the Chinese nation for thousands of years.
The surroundings had completely quieted down, Li Xinchen took a deep breath, climbed the steps, first bowed respectfully in the direction of the distant heaven and earth and mountains, and then took the hammer from Li Ping's hand and looked at the spring cow.
With a hammer down, the spring cow broke.
"Hooray!" Countless people erupted in earth-shattering shouts.
"Long live King Han!"
Li Xinchen laughed and threw away the hammer, and strode down the steps by himself.
The plough rakes have been prepared in the field, and according to Tang Zhengliang's vision, as the spring oxen break, these plow rakes will be driven at the same time to plough the first piece of land of the year.
It's just that what surprised him was that Li Xinchen, who was supposed to be watching the ceremony from the sidelines to express his "persuasion to farmers", actually removed his boots, pulled up his trouser legs, and strode into the field.
"Your Highness!" Tang Zhengliang stomped his feet, and Li Ping's personal guards next to him obviously didn't expect Li Xinchen to come like this, so they were busy catching up. And as soon as Tang Zhengliang gritted his teeth, he could only learn from the same. There is no way, following this highness, it is impossible to be lazy.
And an old farmer who was holding the rake and preparing to listen to the order was surprised to see Li Xinchen, who was originally standing on the stage, walking in front of him in a blink of an eye, and didn't know what to say for a while.
"The elderly don't have to be like this."
"His Royal Highness the King of Han, there is still morning frost in this land, it is very cold, His Royal Highness's golden body, it is absolutely impossible." The old farmer was a little uneasy to speak.
"The old man is wrong in what he said," Li Xinchen stretched out his hand and patted the grip of the rake, and said with a smile, "A certain child in the mountains, or a child of our peasants, how can you not do it!" But the mountains are hunting for a living, to be honest, this plow rake really can't be used, the old man doesn't want to laugh at so-and-so, and teach so-and-so? β
The old farmer looked at Li Xinchen who took the whip from the cattle, and then saw that the other accompanying officials also walked over quickly, and naturally knew that His Royal Highness the King of Han was really coming, so he hurriedly stepped forward to support the plow and demonstrate how to use it.
Li Xinchen looked at it, took it from the old farmer with a smile, and pulled the ploughing ox in front, the ploughing ox slowly moved forward, while Li Xinchen held the plough steadily, watching the fertile land parting on both sides under the iron plow.
This cultivated land still requires a bit of ingenuity, but unfortunately Li Xinchen has never been under the ground in his previous life and this life, when he was in the mountains, his family actually made a living by hunting, and a small vegetable garden did not need oxen to plow the land.
But fortunately, Li Xinchen's inherited body in this era is already very strong, and coupled with the hardships on the battlefield over the years, it can be regarded as strong, and with great strength, it can be regarded as barely able to drive an iron plow.
"Let the old man laugh." Li Xinchen walked a few feet away, looking at the somewhat messy land behind him, not unapologetic.
But the old peasant was flattered, he lived for decades, when did he ever see the Son of Heaven who went down to the ground in person? Not to mention this real dragon emperor, even if it is a local official, who has the ability to go to the field and farm? Every time they can come and preside over the ceremony in the cold wind, it is not easy for them.
"Your Highness, why did you say this, the old man can't afford it." The old farmer subconsciously wanted to kneel down again, but Li Xinchen reached out and grabbed him and put his hand on the rake.
The old farmer was at a loss for a while, and the people around him also looked at him, Li Xinchen strode through the ridges, looked at these fertile lands waiting for sowing and harvest, and suddenly turned around and said loudly: "You have also seen it, this ploughing land, this king is not very good at it, so this king hopes that you can cultivate every inch of land, and what this king does is to bring peace to you!" β
"Hooray!"
Countless people shouted from the bottom of their hearts, in fact, it didn't matter what Li Xinchen said or did, because they saw this highness walk into the field and watch him plow, which shows that farming is not a lowly thing, but something that His Royal Highness the King of Han will do, which is enough for the people.
And the old farmer was even more tearful, looking at the land that had been plowed by Li Xinchen just now, and looking at Li Xinchen's bare calves.
This piece of land has to be cultivated well, this is the land with the dragon spirit of the Son of Heaven!
There must be green smoke on my ancestral grave today.
"Long live King Hanβ"
It was the sound of a tsunami like a mountain roaring again, and Tang Zhengliang and other officials presiding over the ceremony were already looking at each other, Li Xinchen glanced at them, and they reacted, and hurriedly ordered the rest of the plows and rakes to start plowing at the same time.
And Li Xinchen remembered something, and whispered to Tang Zhengliang: "In the future, it is the rule of our Han Dynasty to go down to the ground to support the plow, and the emperors of all dynasties must abide by it." β
"Yes!"
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